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Chapter 499 The line that should have been used to start the game appeared

At 9:00 AM on the 21st day of the seventh month of the Jia Chen year, Feng Xue stood in front of a storefront with the words "Dafu Psychological Counseling Center" written on it, her lips twitching slightly.

"I always felt I should have brought Fina along..."

He cursed inwardly at the woman's madness, as if she were going to go through every mental illness imaginable, and then went up and knocked on the door.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

"Who?"

A somewhat tired voice came from behind the door. It was a male voice, but whether it was due to fatigue or something else, it sounded a bit weak.

Feng Xue was about to say that Uncle Chen had introduced him, but before he could speak, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a white coat, who looked very clean but had dark circles under his eyes, appeared in his field of vision.

"He doesn't seem like the kind of slovenly expert." Feng Xue muttered to herself, about to speak, when the man frowned and said:

"Why are you here so early? We agreed on ten o'clock."

"I'm here for help." Feng Xue, realizing she'd been mistaken, quickly retorted, but the other person shook their head and said:

"I'm so busy, no need for the password, just come in!" With that, he ignored what Feng Xue said and turned to walk into the room.

Feng Xue hesitated for a moment, but still followed, saying as they walked:

"I was introduced by Uncle Chen, mainly because..."

"Uncle Chen? Chen Baixiang? The others haven't arrived yet, please wait a moment. Oh, by the way, there's a water dispenser over there, help yourself to whatever you want to drink."

The man seemed completely unable to understand human speech, causing Feng Xue to frown. However, the next moment, he saw the man walk over carrying a copper plate, saying as he went:

"Put your hands on the plate, and I'll check your meme level."

"I told you you admitted your mistake..."

Before Feng Xue could finish speaking, the man's face suddenly darkened, and he abruptly pulled his hands away from the bronze plate with a clanging sound. The man stared at his own hands in horror, wide-eyed, and said:

"What's going on with you? Just getting close to you..."

"boom!"

Seeing the copper plate begin to smoke, the man hurriedly took out all sorts of strange things from the drawer and poured them onto it, saying as he did so:

"I believe you weren't the one who made the reservation. A normal person would have died long ago if they were possessed by such a strong meme."

"..." Feng Xue looked at this person speechlessly. How to put it, he was just very unreliable. However, although this person did not listen to what others said, from the way he handled the bronze plate, one could see a lot of the shadow of "ritual". In other words, the supernatural system of this world should belong to the ritual and fasting system, but it is not very strong.

After finally managing to handle the overheated copper plate, the man stood up and looked Feng Xue up and down with a wary gaze. After a moment, he finally said:
What specific memes have you adopted?

“A cursed letter,” Feng Xue said truthfully. Upon hearing this, the man shook his head vigorously and said:
“Although that curse is troublesome, it’s fine as long as it’s discovered in time. There’s definitely no need for such a strong reaction. Besides, you don’t show any memetic characteristics of the cursed letter on you. It should have been covered by a stronger memetic.”

"That... the Pure Nine Lotus Treasure Lamp?"

“A professional mahjong player seemed to have fallen victim to this before. Let me check it out for you…” The man said, pulling a handheld computer from the sofa cushions. He typed away for a few minutes, then shook his head and said, “Hmm, probably not. Although that meme has a wide radiation range, its density is average. It’s normal for it to be able to cover up a cursed letter, but it wouldn’t produce this kind of reaction…”

"Radiation range?"

"Look at me." Seeing the puzzled look on Feng Xue's face, the man slapped his forehead and said:

"You sit down first... no, wait a minute, don't touch those two sofas! I'll find you a stool!"

The man pulled a folding beach stool from the corner, gesturing for Feng Xue to sit down, before saying:
"I don't know if Chan Pak-cheung has introduced me to you, but anyway, it's nice to meet you. My name is Chow Tai Fook. Don't look at me like that, that's my real name!"

“I didn’t doubt you.” Feng Xue pouted, but Zhou Dafu clearly didn’t believe her. However, he didn’t dwell on the matter. Instead, he pulled a cigarette case from his pocket, took out what looked like a cigarette but was actually a strange rolled-up piece of paper, and handed it to Feng Xue.

"Pinch this with your thumb and forefinger. It doesn't matter where you pinch, just pinch it."

"What is this? A talisman?" Feng Xue asked, clutching the scroll of paper, her face displaying the innocent naiveté of a college student.

"Almost there... Oh, I've got it!" With Zhou Dafu's voice, Feng Xue saw the scroll in her hand suddenly turn gold.

He handed the paper roll back to Zhou Dafu, who slowly unfurled it while saying:

"Dr. Chan Pak-cheung must have told you about memes, right?"

“No, I thought I had bumped into something evil, so I asked Uncle Chen if he knew any experts. He told me to come find you, but he didn’t say anything else.” Feng Xue shook her head, ignoring the ambiguous things Chen Baixiang had explained to her.

Zhou Dafu simply looked helpless, yawned widely, and then said:
"Sigh, that's just how these people are. Anyway, generally speaking, a meme is like a joke. When the information density reaches a certain peak, it will have an impact on reality, but this impact is not absolute. We can roughly summarize it into two attributes: information density and radiation range. Information density is equivalent to the breadth and popularity of the information, while radiation range refers to the probability that an individual will be affected by the meme. For example, the opening of the gates of hell on the fifteenth of July is a meme with extremely high information density, but because this meme is aimed at ghosts and monsters, its radiation range can be ignored. At least that's what we thought a few days ago."

Although Feng Xue really wanted to continue asking about memes, he remembered the role he was playing and, out of professionalism as an actor, steered the conversation back on track: "So what should I do now?"

The man slowly poured himself a cup of black coffee from the water dispenser; the aroma of which was unmistakably bitter. After taking two sips, he seemed to perk himself up before saying:

"The information density of the meme on you has reached an unbelievable level. It should be a meme that is known to almost everyone. If its radiation range is also very large, then it is a super meme. However, at least for now, you are the only case of this kind. Let me first help you determine the characteristics of the meme. Don't worry, most memes are actually harmless. I even think you should be grateful for this meme. After all, compared to memes like the cursed letter and the pure Nine Lotus Lamp, which directly shorten lifespan, this meme will at least not make you die suddenly."

(End of this chapter)